All of Shakespeare’s plays.
Sir, she is mortal;
But by immortal Providence she's mine:
I chose her when I could not ask my father
For his advice, nor thought I had one. She
Is daughter to this famous Duke of Milan,
Of whom so often I have heard renown,
But never saw before ...
Though the seas threaten, they are merciful;
I have cursed them without cause.
No, my dear'st love,
I would not for the world.
We wish your peace.
This is strange: your father's in some passion
That works him strongly.
Let me live here ever;
So rare a wonder'd father and a wife
Makes this place Paradise.
This is a most majestic vision, and
Harmoniously charmingly. May I be bold
To think these spirits?
I warrant you sir;
The white cold virgin snow upon my heart
Abates the ardour of my liver.
As I hope
For quiet days, fair issue and long life,
With such love as 'tis now, the murkiest den,
The most opportune place, the strong'st suggestion.
Our worser genius can, shall never melt
Mine honour into lust, to take away
The edge of that day's celebration
I do believe it
Against an oracle.
A thousand thousand!
Ay, with a heart as willing
As bondage e'er of freedom: here's my hand.
My mistress, dearest;
And I thus humble ever.
Wherefore weep you?
O heaven, O earth, bear witness to this sound
And crown what I profess with kind event
If I speak true! if hollowly, invert
What best is boded me to mischief! I
Beyond all limit of what else i' the world
Do love, prize, honour you.
I am in my condition
A prince, Miranda; I do think, a king;
I would, not so!--and would no more endure
This wooden slavery than to suffer
The flesh-fly blow my mouth. Hear my soul speak:
The very instant that I saw you, did
My heart fly to your ...
Indeed the top of admiration! worth
What's dearest to the world! Full many a lady
I have eyed with best regard and many a time
The harmony of their tongues hath into bondage
Brought my too diligent ear: for several virtues
Have I liked several women; never ...
No, noble mistress;'tis fresh morning with me
When you are by at night. I do beseech you--
Chiefly that I might set it in my prayers--
What is your name?
No, precious creature;
I had rather crack my sinews, break my back,
Than you should such dishonour undergo,
While I sit lazy by.
O most dear mistress,
The sun will set before I shall discharge
What I must strive to do.
There be some sports are painful, and their labour
Delight in them sets off: some kinds of baseness
Are nobly undergone and most poor matters
Point to rich ends. This my mean task
Would be as heavy to me as odious, but
The mistress which I serve quickens what's ...
So they are;
My spirits, as in a dream, are all bound up.
My father's loss, the weakness which I feel,
The wreck of all my friends, nor this man's threats,
To whom I am subdued, are but light to me,
Might I but through my prison once ...
I will resist such entertainment till
Mine enemy has more power.
No, as I am a man.
O, if a virgin,
And your affection not gone forth, I'll make you
The queen of Naples.
Yes, faith, and all his lords; the Duke of Milan
And his brave son being twain.
A single thing, as I am now, that wonders
To hear thee speak of Naples. He does hear me;
And that he does I weep: myself am Naples,
Who with mine eyes, never since at ebb, beheld
The king my father wreck'd.
My language! heavens!
I am the best of them that speak this speech,
Were I but where 'tis spoken.
Most sure, the goddess
On whom these airs attend! Vouchsafe my prayer
May know if you remain upon this island;
And that you will some good instruction give
How I may bear me here: my prime request,
Which I do last pronounce, is, O you wonder!
If you be maid ...
The ditty does remember my drown'd father.
This is no mortal business, nor no sound
That the earth owes. I hear it now above me.
Where should this music be? i' the air or the earth?
It sounds no more: and sure, it waits upon
Some god o' the island. Sitting on a bank,
Weeping again the king my father's wreck,
This music crept by me upon the waters,
Allaying both their fury and ...
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